Blackfeather Woods Break my heart again

corinna nodded gently as the dark wolf spoke, her ears cupped forward, her brows furrowed with soft concern. "i am a healer, i can help you-- if you'd like," she offered quickly, not trying to dance around what clearly needed to happen, "my name is corinna." 

they were right outside her den, of course, so the trip for healing supplies was not far. and corinna had, of course, just gathered enough to call herself a proper medic.